Pineapples the cause of all bad things
I separate my body, I grow wings.
I am greeted by a heavenly dove
then I am taken above.
up and above the clouds I sore
this is like nothing ever before
waterfalls of pineapple juice
I pull out my gun and just let loose
the pineapples must die, they took my life
I kill the baby, I kill the husband, I kill the wife
they run for cover, under the tree
but there is nowhere that I cant see
there is blood in the streets there is blood on my hands
these are the worst lyrics written by any band